The official Bohemian Rhapsody music video. Taken from Queen — Greatest Video Hits 1. Lyrics below:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because Im easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now hes dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didnt mean to make you cry
If Im not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Bodys aching all the time
Goodbye everybody — Ive got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo — (anyway the wind blows)
I dont want to die
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning — very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro — magnifico
But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go — will you let me go
Bismillah! No — we will not let you go — let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go — let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go — let me go
Will not let you go — let me go (never)
Never let you go — let me go
Never let me go — ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no — Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby — cant do this to me baby
Just gotta get out — just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters — nothing really matters to me
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00:00 Blues Delight — Slightly Hung Over
04:46 Gene Deer — Midnight Healing
12:30 Chris Bell — Cold-Hearted Woman
17:50 Scott Holt — Ive Got A Mind To Give Up
24:00 Bernard Allison — Help Me Through The Day
28:50 Luther Johnson — Lonesome in My Bedroom (Live)
35:24 Gary B.B. Coleman — One Eyed Woman
39:45 Aynsley Lister — Need Her So Bad
46:46 Bronk
0:00 — Pride
5:52 — Shake It Out
12:25 — The Moth
17:55 — Pale Black Eye
21:58 — Ive Got Friends
27:25 — I Can Barely Breathe
33:30 — Simple Math
38:00 — I Can Feel a Hot One
39:55 — Cope
43:23 — The River
50:40 — The Gold
Songs ~ Gymnopedies #1 ~ Gnossiennes #1,3,4,5 ~
Album ~ Satie: Works For Piano Solo And Piano Duet ~
Artist ~ Pianist: Anne Queffelec ~
with artwork by Edouard Leon Cortes
Tracks: 0:00 Gymnopedies #1
3:32 Gnossiennes #1
6:52 Gnossiennes #3
9:33 Gnossiennes #4
11:52 Gnossiennes #5
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— Music: HAVASI — The Road
Composed and performed by HAVASI
Conductor, arranger: Peter Pejtsik
Producer: Csaba Marjai
Publisher: HAVASI Entertainment Ltd.
Music video director: Peter Graf
D.O.P.: Peter Graf, David Hartung
Drone: Tamas Pasztor, Gabor Tokodi
Editing / colorist: Peter Graf
Mix and mastering: Steve Baughman
Music Production Director: Miklos Lukacs
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